This morning, and I mean like 4 a.m., there was a line about 30 people deep to get into the new Starbucks on Houston Street. I (expletive) you not.

I live at the Brady Building, which is above the Starbucks. At around 5 a.m., I had to hit the sack, but the line must have kept growing because the first 100 customers would win coffee for a year (limited to one grande sized coffee per week).

Juan Gonzalez, who works at La Vencia Hotel across the street, was the first in line. He digs the iced mocha. As it was explained to me, the iced mocha is chocolate and coffee on ice or something.

I’m not a coffee drinker, which would explain my less-than-giddy reaction to a Starbucks opening literally six feet from my building’s front door. And, as often as I can, I try to support the little guy. For example, on Houston Street, when a holiday or somebody’s birthday is approaching, I’ll buy my greeting cards at The Pink Giraffe, rather than the Walgreens. Except this one time, and I felt like (expletive) about it.

Anyway, the Starbucks opened this morning. And unless somebody blows it up, this is (probably) the last mention of it on this blog. Hours of operation are 5:30 a.m.-10 p.m. Monday-Friday, 6 a.m.-11 p.m. Saturday-Sunday.